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Oh, and the drama? Exaggeratin’ for fun, but once I heard this story—gal got hired to just *talk* to a dude all night. No hanky-panky, just yakkin’! Paid her double ‘cause he was lonely. Ain’t that a kick? I’m crackin’ up thinkin’ bout it—me, sittin’ there, munchin’ a carrot, listenin’ to her spill tea. “Love’s a mystery,” like the film says, and I’m over here noddin’—yep, even for a quick gig.

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First off, I hit up the local market on Kawasaki Street. It’s usually buzzing with life. Fresh veggies, fish, and all that good stuff. But today? It was like a ghost town. I’m like, “Where’s everyone at?” Turns out, there was some festival or something. I mean, c’mon, I just wanted some fresh greens!

Deadly floods, mudslides bring southwestern Japan to a halt